doushite?

Trust me, I do not wish myself to be in such a state. Sometimes, when the night gets lonely, you’ll start to think about those times whereby you’re blessed with happiness and then the syndrome of missing someone hits you and there you go, hell starts to knock you over. I have been experiencing this ever since I’ve met you. It’s not your fault, nonody’s at fault- it’s all fate. I’d keep refreshing my Facebook page and look out for any possible updates from your page. I want to know how have you been. You literally disappear from my life and it sucks. I am missing you so much, do you ever know how I felt? Disappointed/ sad/ getting used to it? I don’t know.